I was born in Northampton, to a seamstress mother and a flamboyant father who was generally found sporting a cape and white gloves, not for fancy dress.

In my teens I spent all my money on copies of iD, Don’t Tell It and The Face and made new garments from my parents’ clothes without their permission. At the time, I couldn’t fathom why my mum was so mad with me - a bit like when I drew pictures of people in different outfits all over the walls, aged just 7, but now I get it.

After a business and languages degree and a stint in Paris, I worked in a design agency before joining Storm Model Management as a booker. My roommates were designers and make-up artists and we were all immersed in a wonderful world of fashion and creativity.

At the age of 30, I became a freelance stylist and have enjoyed dressing people ever since. When I'm not travelling for work or sourcing vintage clothes, I’m at home in Primrose Hill with my two teenage daughters, trying to hunt down the clothes they’ve swiped from my wardrobe. What goes around comes around…